(found it useless to seek) a new me in you
haven't written in ages
here staring at pages
they look back blankly inside their cages
i am chewing the traces
of yesterday's poem, last year's regret,
and formulated phrases, like "now's not the time,"
"your eyes don't match mine,"
content with dispair, and perfectly fine
swallowing it all with wine.
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